DELMAR:
Now wuddya suppose is eatin' George?
EVERETT:
Well ya know, Delmar, they say that with a thrill-seekin' personality, what goes up must come down. Top of the world one minute, haunted by megrims the next. Yep, it's like our friend George is a alley cat and his own damn humors're swingin' him by the tail. But don't worry, Delmar; he'll be back on top again. I don't think we've heard the last of George Nelson.
Delmar, gazing out at the blackness that has closed over George Nelson, hasn't really been listening. He turns sadly back.
DELMAR:
Damn! I liked George.
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